With a cheat code, she travels through the 40s and hoards goods to take her motherland to new height

"Alright, old woman, I've been a bit too talkative today. My son will be picking me up soon. Miss, please take care in the future and be careful in everything you do. Losing your mother is not the same as losing your father."

"I've got it. Thank you, Master Guo. I also wish you and your family good health!"

Shu Ran was touched by Chef Guo's thoughtfulness, whether it was the recipe he gave her or the reminders he gave her.

Unable to express her reluctance in words, Shu Ran simply did something both vulgar and elegant: she spent money!

She took some valuable but inconspicuous items from her jewelry box on her dressing table, put them in a small bag, and handed it to Master Guo.

"There aren't many things, just small trinkets. Keep them for yourself in case of emergency. It's just a token of my appreciation. I don't have anything else, not even a recipe. All I have are these yellow and white things."

"Master Guo, please don't refuse, otherwise I won't dare keep the book you left for me."

The heavy weight in his hands made Master Guo both laugh and cry. This little girl…

"Alright, I appreciate your kind gesture. Keep some for yourself, but don't be extravagant. Oh, by the way, there's a cellar behind the small kitchen. I left you some things there. My son secretly brought them in when the manor was making purchases a few days ago. No one else knows. Go check on them secretly later, just in case."

Before leaving, Master Guo also filled the small kitchen with grains and dried goods, enough to last the people in the yard for half a year.

The two kitchen maids, Xiaohua and Xiaocao, took over the responsibilities of the small kitchen.

In addition to the wages given by the government, Shu Ran doubled the amount for Xiao Hua and Xiao Cao, since their job duties had changed and they needed a raise.

With Master Guo gone, there were even fewer people in the courtyard. Including Shu Ran, there were only six people. Oh, and there were also three cats that occasionally came to freeload.

At night, Shu Ran quietly went out, wearing a cloak.

We headed towards the place Master Guo had mentioned, the cellar behind the small kitchen. It was dug when the small kitchen was built, but Master Guo didn't like using it; he preferred fresh ingredients. It had been idle for many years, and hardly anyone in the yard knew about it.

After removing the thick layer of soil and taking back the wooden plank covering it, Shu Ran covered the interstellar light sphere with her hand to illuminate the area below. She then put the sphere in her pocket, where a faint light shone through the cloth. Shu Ran climbed down the ladder.

The small cellar, about five or six square meters, was very clean. In one corner against the wall were four bags of rice, two bags of millet, and some other grains, along with a small wooden box.

Timber gun!

There were also twenty magazines neatly arranged.

When Shu Ran was packing up Shu Ying's things, she found a small gun, a women's gun with very few bullets.

Unexpectedly, Master Guo gave her a very generous gift.

She still didn't give enough gold!

After putting her things away, Shu Ran restored the cellar and quietly returned to her room.

After changing her clothes and shoes, which were covered in dust from a trip to the cellar, Shu Ran cleaned them with an old washing machine she had bought in the interstellar space before putting them back in their original place.

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The quality of the food has visibly declined. It's not a problem with the ingredients; it's a fundamental flaw in the cooking skills that can't be fixed.

It's not that the food is terrible; it's quite good, but compared to Chef Guo's food, it's definitely far inferior.

But the worst thing about anything is comparison.

Shu Ran silently swallowed the thin millet porridge in her mouth, which didn't produce any oily residue.

I don't know if it was a problem with the heat or if it wasn't cooked long enough.

Alright, let's be understanding of a newbie who's just starting out!

With nothing to do lately, besides catching goose chicks as usual, Shu Ran has become obsessed with looking at recipes.

After quickly reading through "The Casual Cookbook," Shu Ran became increasingly interested in cooking.

After scanning and photocopying two copies, Shu Ran gave up her lazy thoughts when she saw the two identical books in her hands.

She still had to copy it by hand. She wanted to keep the original for herself, but when she gave the exact copy to the two of them, it was obvious that there was something wrong with it.

There's no rush. I've been copying for about an hour each day for over ten days and still haven't finished. There's no way around it; my small hands require a fountain pen that needs frequent refilling, so it's not very efficient.

Shu Ran didn't tell Xiao Hua and Xiao Cao that she planned to wait two months before taking another look, since it was hard to tell anything in a short time.

Most importantly, she copied incredibly slowly!

-

Time flies, and the whole courtyard is filled with festive red.

January 22nd is the Little New Year in the South.

After finishing breakfast, she went to the study as usual, took out the plate, and found only four small dried fish left. Shu Ran sighed.

Never mind, she's a fair, just, and transparent person.

Seeing the three menacing creatures in front of her, Shu Ran took out one and fed it to herself first.

You know, (chew, chew, chew) how delicious Master Guo's dried fish is (chew, chew, chew)!

After hurriedly pressing down the three restless cat heads, and savoring the crispy texture and savory flavor, Shu Ran regretted not making enough.

The cats' rules of respecting the elderly and caring for the young no longer applied. The three cats were furious and rushed towards the plate of dried fish, afraid that if they were a step too slow, they would miss out.

Little Fox arrived first, and Shu Ran quickly put it away.

This caused the three to meow loudly, but it was unclear what they were saying.

Shu Ran was glad she didn't understand cat language; she felt it was weird and dirty, so she didn't listen!

"Alright, alright, don't rush, there are enough, one cat per cat!"

He took out the dried fish he had hastily stored in his spatial storage and gave one to each of the cats.

Shu Ran sighed, wondering if she would ever be able to eat such delicious dried fish again!

Opening the "Random Recipes" book, dried fish was prominently listed, but Shu Ran didn't have much hope for herself; her cooking skills were rather average, and she lacked some talent.

After playing with the three of them for a while, it was almost nine o'clock.

Shu Ran released her grip on the furry boy and returned to her desk, ready to begin today's "catching the goose."

It's been almost three months, and every time I catch a goose, it's in the same few places: barbecue stalls, jade shops, afternoon tea, etc. I've never seen one that's limited to a specific holiday, not even during the Laba Festival.

It's estimated that it will work during the Spring Festival, but just two days after the Spring Festival, she will have to change to a new cheat.

Time passed second by second, and the "Catch the Goose" page suddenly caught Shu Ran's eye, with festive red covering the entire page.

The usual scenario is still at the bottom, marked three times.

A new scene then appears in the middle of the page.

[Blue Star Lunar New Year Limited-Time Scene (15 Days)]

Shu Ran smiled; what she wished for had come true, she was lucky today!

Ignoring the regular scenes, she was almost done playing the game, so she decided to check out the limited edition first.

The welfare level went smoothly, yielding two diamonds, two pearls, and a goose carrying a gold ingot.

Gold bars, eliminated; dollar bills, eliminated; ruby ​​geese, exploded...

She knew it! She should have downloaded an anti-bombing app a long time ago!

Shu Ran closed her eyes, trying to calm herself down from the mental shock.

After an unknown amount of time, Shu Ran suddenly saw Cui Zhi next door secretly counting her savings.